Martial Gods

heard.

Di Wutian's eyelids jumped wildly.

Ling Fei got up with difficulty.

Surprised and delighted.

Look at the torn void with Xiao Chen.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a white robe with a handsome face, who looked only in his early thirties, and stepped out slowly.

When his front feet landed on the void, a wave of imperial power rushed towards his face, and the area where the Southern Wilderness Holy Land was located directly subsided several meters, and the gravel jumped and exploded everywhere.

Di Wutian couldn't bear the terrifying emperor's prestige, he knelt down on the spot, and there was a muffled sound in his body.

After a while, his head was already lowered to his chest position, and he couldn't lift it up at all.

Yang Qianyu left the space crack with her hind foot.

Diwei has become several times stronger.

this time.

Di Wutian lay directly on the ground and couldn't move.

the strange thing is.

Obviously released such a terrifying emperor's power, but Xiao Chen and Ling Fei were not crushed like Di Wutian, on the contrary, they didn't feel at all.

Probably isolated from Diwei.

Xiao Chen's eyes narrowed, looking at the calm and indifferent face of the person who came.

murmured.

"He is Xiao Qi's father, the palace lord of Xiaoyao Emperor Palace, Yang Qianyu, Emperor Xiaoyao!"

"It really is a terrifying existence!"

"Compared to him, I'm just like an ant... No, I can't even call it an ant, it's just a speck of dust!"

Although Xiao Chen didn't bear the heavy pressure of Diwei, he couldn't control his body and was shaking slightly.

Ling Fei said, "We are probably saved."

"Emperor Xiaoyao is the most powerful group of today's emperors with the highest overall strength. He has already broken through the seventh level of Heavenly Emperor. That Emperor Wutian can't be the opponent of Emperor Xiaoyao!"

Heavenly Emperor Seventh Layer!

horrible!

horrible!

It already belongs to the existence of an area that can be destroyed by flicking a finger.

Xiao Chen sighed from this.

There is still a long way to go in his martial arts.

Even breaking through the human holy realm is still far away, not to mention the earth emperor realm and the heaven emperor realm!

I saw that Yang Qianyu used two fingers to gently hook on the ground.

Two figures emerged from the depths of the ground.

One is Zhou Han.

One is Tang Xueyao.

Like Xiao Chen and Ling Fei, they also avoided Diwei's pressure.

Zhou Han himself is a spiritual practitioner of the ninth level of the earth emperor, even if he was swallowed up by Di Wutian, his blood essence and luck, but he still has the powerful body of the ninth level of the earth emperor, which can withstand some storms and destruction!

But Tang Xueyao was only in the Spirit Sect realm. If it wasn't for the fact that he fell into the depths of the ground to avoid the impact of the battle just now, he would have turned into a wisp of ashes long ago.

But she had clearly passed out.

badly injured.

Zhou Han was on the brink of confusion because of serious injuries and anger.

"You are also the old man of my Xiaoyao Imperial Palace. You have experienced countless lives and deaths with me. How can you be so careless today, and be cleaned up by the Gorefiends so embarrassed?"

heard.

Zhou Han said bitterly: "What the master taught is that I was careless. When I returned to the imperial palace, Zhou Han was willing to accept all punishments. It was I who lost the face of the master."

Yang Qianyu sighed softly.

"What is shameless, those are indifferent things. If you die, I will lose a brother who is born and die, and it is also the loss of my Xiaoyao Imperial Palace."

"Do you understand?"

Zhou Han frowned and nodded emotionally.

"The punishment is also exempted. The blood demons are indeed a difficult race to deal with. You have done your best." After saying that, Yang Qianyu flicked a flick, and a medicinal pill flew out of the Qiankun ring and fell into the Zhou Dynasty. Han's mouth.

"Recover as soon as possible, so as not to leave regrets."

"Yes, Master!"

After doing this, Yang Qianyu did not lift his eyelids, glanced at Di Wutian, who was pressed by his own Emperor Weiqing, unable to move, retracted his gaze, and slowly descended.

He stood with his hands behind his back.

With Zhou Han and Tang Xueyao, they landed in front of Xiao Chen.

Ling Fei bowed out of duty, courtesy, and awe.

"Ling Fei, the master of the Soul Burial Hall, has seen Emperor Xiaoyao."

Yang Qianyu nodded slightly, indicating that there is no need to be more polite.

Those eyes kept on Xiao Chen.

"Thank you Heavenly Emperor for clearing the siege." Xiao Chen said after a pause.

A close look at Yang Qianyu.

Truly a handsome man.

And he looks so young and has a very unique personality.

If you don't say his true identity, Xiao Chen can hardly believe that Yang Qianyu is Xiao Qi's father, because to the naked eye, this so-called Xiaoyao Tiandi is more like Xiao Qi's brother...

"Where's Xiao Qi?"

When Yang Qianyu asked this sentence, he did not have the majestic attitude of the Heavenly Emperor just now, but more like a familiar and very accessible person.

Xiao Chen was stunned: "Does the emperor know?"

Yang Qianyu smiled slightly, and her voice became brighter: "Not only do I know, but I also know how many times you breathe a day. What else can you hide from me?"

Too exaggerated!

Xiao Chen curled his lips, thinking so in his heart.

"Little brother, with your strength, you are not qualified to marry Xiao Qi!"

Xiao Chen thought he was hallucinating.

Because Yang Qianyu in his eyes didn't move his mouth at all, but the voice sounded in his mind.

If it wasn't for auditory hallucinations, it must be that Yang Qianyu used some kind of special sound transmission method, and others couldn't hear it.

"You have to keep working hard, at least you have to break through to the emperor's realm before you can speak with a face, right?" The voice came again, making Xiao Chen sure that it was not an auditory hallucination.

"Uh, this..."

Xiao Chen said it in the way of sound in his mind.

"I didn't mean to...want to marry the little seven girl..."

"Huh?" Yang Qianyu frowned slightly, revealing a subtle but unpredictable look.

As the master of the Soul Burial Hall, Ling Fei naturally has extraordinary eyesight and insight. Although he doesn't know the topic, he also knows what Yang Qianyu is communicating with Xiao Chen.

"What, do you have a sweetheart?"

Xiao Chen touched the bridge of his nose.

Mind into sound.

"Yes, regardless of identity or background, Xiao Chen is not worthy of Miss Seven."

Yang Qianyu smiled slightly, and the voice came again: "It doesn't matter, when you have this qualification, come to my Xiaoyao Imperial Palace to propose marriage."

Xiao Chen: "..."

This Happy Heavenly Emperor really can let go.

Xiao Chen couldn't help but wonder, is Xiao Qi really his own daughter?

Yang Qianyu suddenly let out a soft whimper.

Out of the corner of his eye, he looked to the back left. Although there was no one there, he sensed Xiao Qi's fluctuations: "That girl is rushing over here. Before that, I will wipe out the blood demon clan!"

"boom!"

Yang Qianyu raised his hand gently.

Diwei strengthens again!

Relying on Di Wutian.

There was a crackling sound.

Di Wutian's eyes were scarlet, and his bloodless face was even more pale: "Xiaoyao Tiandi, right, huh, I remember you, I remember you!"

"If it weren't for my strength not fully recovered, I could handle it with just one hand!"

Yang Qianyu snorted and flicked his fingers.

Di Wutian was full of blood.

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